Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Rims 4bricks

[Dame + Parlae]
How rich y'all niggaz be? (Franchize!)
You be a millionaire? (D-F-B...Bitch!)
You wanna be a (10 Hoe!)
Nigga you wanna be I wanna be...(10 Hoe!)
I wanna be a trillionaire! (10 Hoe)

I got bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

[Dame
Nigga I fuckin hustle, I get money!
I can get doin anything!

I got them for the high, and the purp by the pound
I'm on the block til the sun go down....

Dash]
Nigga I really do my
Kind of fuckin are y'all?

yeah...
I'm in that tip (Tip)
And my home
Blew an ounce of kush (Kush)
In my john jones
I got the for the low (Low)
smokin plenty optimos
Tryna make a quick flip, like my Maceo
I'm shinin on my haters, signin so I'm a paaaa...
Twenty G's on the chain, and I'm still a couple blocks....
(all man, I need a fo, a duece)
It in that temp, flippin mid's by them O-Z's

On the hill wit shit from a custom border
Two gram, fifties, do the math for a (For a Quarter??)
one, I fulfill nigga's order
what you nigga's order?
06' Nino Brown, flip the into the carter
Rebirth! don't cut out my
I stash purp pounds, that's for the drop days
And for my pay, I hit the when the sunrise
I break one down, and the rest for the high

I got bricks for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm on the block til the sun go down....

[Dame
Now see I like the these niggaz is talkin
Real hustla's recognize other real
That's why I'm wit em, Hey!

I got bricks for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down

[Dame
I got in different continents nigga!
Nigga I did my trips in London, remember
Fuck is wit ya'll?!?

[Jizzal
I'm the boss of my own shit, I'm the general
lined up like, cars at a funeral
I'm working hard white, So I never twurk, and bust
My workers on the block, So the work ain't even touch
My money in stacks (Stacks)
And I know how to get it man
A low profile, might be a Honda Civic man
You'll never it's me, but a nigga got the work holmes
I move it all day, think he on my chirp phone
Connects so (Sweet)
And I'm wit tha curribeans'
They come from cross the water, masked-taped to my
Supplyin', towns, little counters, in the projects
Tryna double my up, leave the block, wit a profit
For you that like to pop (Pop)
You know I got them too
you a couple of splitters, have you spinnin like some wheels fool
This shit don't stop, I move this clockwise
I got my own bizness, I this shit tha Franchize!

I got them for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

[Dame + Jim Jones]
Nigga's get a million dollars and think gettin it? (Harlem!)
Nigga I made my first million when I was a (Dipset! Byrdgang..)

I got bricks for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

[Jim
Ugh....Jones, Capo!
Dipset! Them nigga's know I'm this (ByrdGang!)
Spillin champagne, all Vision's Couches (Ballin!)
Like fuck it, tell alex keep the cris' (Keep it Rollin!)
I'm gettin drunk blowin wit the pistols showin' (Watch Em!)
Spendin a K's up in Stroker's (Right...)
Flyin up Peachtree, racin in the (The Fast Life!)
I'm so icy, and I think they me (Like Me)
Seven saggin, fitted cap and my white tee (I'm Fresh to death!)
The foreign cars got they eyes (Daammnn....)
And you can see the stars when the ride

Aye Jim Jones, (What's Hattninnin!)
Let ya boy Parlae get some of Harlem clientele (What's Hattninnin!)
I got more crack a curb, Fuck wit me! (Westside! Aye fuck wit me)
I'm out, and keep snow, like an eskimo
And when the show's (Show's slow)
I extra blow (Extra blow)
Put the whip game on it, get some dough (Extra Dough)
Keep the cars pullin up, it's Texaco (Texaco)
I can it get stiff, like dead people
Keep my hand workin, wit the mic, or a egg (Egg Beater)
And ya bank account? shit, my pocket fare (Pocket Fare)
Residue on my clothes, it Roc-A-Wear (Roc-A-Wear)
I can it like my....
I treat the dope Tina, And I beat it like I....
And I keep tha grass, so you can call me the
I ride around wit chickens I came from a farm man

I got them bricks for the and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the til the sun go down....

Dash]
You see how I get down wit the get
Nigga I got a car for of the week
And two other cars for the weekends, fuck is wrong wit you?!?

I got them bricks for the and the purp by the pound
I'm on the block til the sun go down....

Dash]
Fuck is wrong wit y'all, nigga I can whatever I wanna sell!!
I done sold music, that shit was easy!!
Roc-A-Fella and sold it!!
I can get money in fashion, shit was nuthin!!
In five years I started shit, sold my part for Thirty Million!!!
And let's watch the fuck is gonna be now!!!